For Daddy

Daddy is gone for a good long while on his grand adventure.

Today, Reagan told me this:

"Mom, I found a four leaf clover at school today.  And I've been blowing every dandelion I can find, wishing that Dad comes home safe!"

That's very sweet.  I told her that prayers might be a better way to protect her Daddy, and leave those dandelions alone.

School Report

Reagan was asked to write something at school, naming a place after someone.  This is what she wrote:

"I like Taylor Swift because I like her music and her hair.  I would like a town named after her that she would live in because it is named after her.  Maybe even a country or a state or a road.  She is nice."

I think maybe I will become a Swiftian and live in Swiftanistan.  The land of great music and hair.

Luck, and the lack thereof....

Reagan had a Finnish Folkdance performance at a local nursing home the other day.  The same day, I might add, that I worked, three children had school, the boys had a track meet, and I had a dinner to go to later in the evening.  That's multiple events for the mama to plan for before leaving the house at 7:35 am:   getting myself and three kids ready and dressed and fed and teeth-brushed, and finding track shoes and track uniforms, and homework and backpacks, and dance uniforms, and white tights, and a white shirt and two black shoes.  I DID end up with two black shoes. I really did.  Which was a remarkable feat in and of itself, considering the state of Reagan's room that morning.  But when we got to the nursing home, we discovered that those two black shoes were both for Reagan's RIGHT foot.  Poor, unshod left foot, with no shoe.  Shame on you, greedy right foot, with more shoes than you needed. 

This predicament was DEVESTATING to the little girl.  She burst into tears.

Reagan:  "I can't dance with two right shoes!"
Mom: "Just wear a right shoe on your left foot."
Reagan: "That will be too uncomfortable!  I can't do that!"
Mom: "Then wear your stocking feet.  You'll glide better that way anyway."
Reagan: "I will slip and fall and hurt myself!  I can't wear just my socks!!!"
Mom: ((sigh))  "I don't know what you want me to do.  I can't make another shoe suddenly appear in the next 10 minutes."
Reagan: "Can you run to the store and buy a new pair??"
Mom: "NO.  I can not."
Reagan:[{ Wail.  Whine.  Whimper.  Pout.}]
Reagan: "This is ALL BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE A FOUR LEAF CLOVER!!"
Mom: "What??"
Reagan: "My friend Payton has a four leaf clover, and this has NEVER happened to HER!!"

Well, who could argue with that logic?? 

Darned four leaf clover. 

She wore her pink tennis shoes with her dance costume, and you know what??  No one even noticed or cared.  So there.

Humility, thy name is motherhood.

Mothers Day Fail: actually accidentally left a child at church.... and didn't even notice until we got all the way home. When she gave me her Mother's Day gift after being rescued, Reagan was sure to tell me "I felt all these things BEFORE you abandoned me". Ugh.

Daddy Daughter Date

Reagan sure enjoys flying with Dad, and Dad sure enjoys having her as a copilot!

Ensconced in Mermaid Tail Blankets

Reagan has not one, but two, mermaid-tail blankets.  Because she's spoiled like that.  She loves them both, and wants to use them simultaneously.  It doesn't really work to put one on each leg, because who ever heard of a mermaid with two tails?  Never fear.  Reagan's a problem-solver.

Questions at Bedtime

Reagan: "Mom, which would you rather see?  Quinn and Colby for the rest of their lives, or me for the next twenty years?"

WHAT kind of question is that????